Issue 132, April 2026

Banshee, Andrea DeAngelis
“I’ve never had an orgasm, but I imagine it is as elusive as those upper registers of my voice. I feel an ebbing and crashing ecstasy as I approach the hairbreadth crescendo of tone and power.”

Weepuls, Jason Schwartz
“I didn’t know I couldn’t see
until the social studies teacher
phoned Mom about my index finger
curled to make a pinhole.”

Insect Etymology, Randy Brooks
“when it opens its wings
he knows
it’s an admiral”

Arctic Treasures, Robert Perchan
“Well, what is the fate of polar
bear scat in the end, anyway?
Are we to imagine glaciers
littered with dark brown spoor”

Englishtown, Michael Kwolek
“You know Englishtown—that huge flea in Central Jersey full of vendors selling gray market electronics, off-brand yoga pants, funnel cake and cheesesteaks, watered-down cleaning products, used pet supplies, and socks (so many, many pairs of socks.) They banned sales of CBD and firearms to keep things quasi-sane.”

Show of Force, H. A. Eugene
“Maricel looked up one morning to see a cloud of what she assumed were spider cocoons, but were little parachutes, each carrying a soldier the size of a very small army man. They landed on the driveway. Some snagged on trees. Their compatriots cut them down.”

Cover art: Woman, Enrique Meseguer